Battle Through the Heavens: Purple Heaven Thunder Emperor

Chapter 51 Immortality

"Mine...where's mine?"

Little Fairy Doctor was a little stunned at this moment, and asked in a stammering manner.

I was initially pleased to see him nod, thinking that this cold-faced jerk wasn't so bad after all!

But her subsequent actions showed her that a bastard really is a bastard.

Xiao Bai nodded, then with a flick of his sleeve, he collected all the jade boxes from her arms, and then put the scroll in his hand into his storage ring.

Looking at his empty arms, he thought, "Forget about keeping a few, this bastard didn't leave a single one!"

"What do you mean 'your'? Everything here is mine!"

Hearing Xiao Bai's incredibly calm and annoying voice, Little Fairy Doctor instantly felt a surge of resentment and grievance rising in her heart.

She felt like she had been delusional, thinking that although this guy seemed cold on the surface, he was actually very gentle inside. That's why she acted cute and coquettishly in front of him, asking him for the reel.

But seeing his appearance now, I realize that I may have always seemed like a clown in his eyes!

Thinking of this, Little Fairy Doctor was filled with anger and had an impulse to perish together with him. But thinking about his strength, what could she do if she rushed up? He might just laugh at her for overestimating herself.

Her eyes were slightly red and moist. She glanced at him silently, feeling somewhat disheartened. She didn't speak to Xiao Bai anymore, but walked to the flower bed and sat down, hugging her knees and sobbing silently.

Xiao Bai ignored him and went to the second box.

"Tsk tsk. Kid, you really are ruthless!" The old apothecary looked at the scene outside, sighing with a hint of doubt.

He didn't know why Xiao Bai was like this. Although the little guy was cold and sarcastic towards the girl at first, it was clear that he cared about her a lot.

Having observed her for so many years, Yao Lao believed he understood her quite well. In all these years, besides the one from the Xiao family, there was only this one girl who could earn his special treatment.

As for the other girls of the same age in the Xiao family, Xiao Bai always had only one attitude: to keep his distance.

Even he could see that this little girl had clearly lowered her guard against Xiao Bai ever since what happened in the cave, but this kid pulled this stunt again.

The old doctor shook his head, wondering what these young people were thinking. Then he thought of his own achievements when he was young and sighed, unlike now where there are so many twists and turns.

Xiao Bai did not answer, but opened the second box directly, inside which was a black scroll.

Raising an eyebrow, he reached out and took it out of the box, examining it closely. His gaze lingered on the small print on the side of the scroll: "Advanced Xuan-rank Flight Combat Skill: Eagle Wings".

"Xiao Bai, is this your purpose in coming to the Monster Mountain Range? Eagle Wings?" Yao Lao looked at the black scroll in his hand and understood that this was Xiao Bai's purpose for this trip.

"Not bad!" Xiao Bai felt a surge of joy, finally having obtained this fighting technique.

Flying and roaming the heavens and earth—this was something I never dared to dream of in my previous life.

To travel to the North Sea in the morning and to Cangwu in the evening—who wouldn't dream of such a life? But ultimately, it's just a scene that only appears in the dream of cultivating immortality.

In the Dou Qi Continent, only those at the Dou Ling level or above can fly off the ground, and even Dou Ling can only glide short distances and cannot achieve true flight.

Only by reaching the level of a Battle King, one can use their released Battle Qi to condense into energy wings behind them, thus breaking free from the constraints of the earth and soaring through the clouds.

Flying combat technique, though called a combat technique, is actually a strange secret method. This secret method allows two small branch meridians to extend from the meridians on a person's back. As long as these two extended branch meridians are present, one can achieve short-distance flight even if one has not reached the level of a Battle King.

The scroll in Xiao Bai's hand is far superior to that secret technique. It is made from the wings of the Black Flame Purple Cloud Carving, making it better in both speed and energy consumption.

Now was not the time for cultivation, so Xiao Bai put it away after looking at it for a while. He had basically accomplished his purpose for coming here.

Xiao Bai turned his gaze to the third stone box, walked over and opened it. It was also a scroll, pale yellow, with some rough edges, looking quite old.

Upon picking it up, sure enough, there was no surprise. It was a high-level Xuan-rank combat skill called "Roar of the Mad Lion," a sonic combat skill. If it were activated by the soul, Xiao Bai would be interested, but unfortunately, it was activated by battle qi.

Xiao Bai casually tossed the scroll into his storage ring and looked at the skeleton. He was a little puzzled as to why it didn't have a storage ring.

He had scanned the cave several times with his soul power and had seen the map, but he still couldn't find the storage ring.

Shaking his head, Xiao Bai walked to the skeleton and whispered:

"Senior, I am honored by your legacy and deserve a proper burial. Please forgive my intrusion!"

Having said that, he used his soul power to lift the skeleton and uttered a soft shout: "Lightning, come!"

Suddenly, the fire and lightning of the Bing Fire erupted from his body, striking the ground with a thunderous roar. The thunder struck a patch of mud nearby, creating a crater just big enough to hold the skeleton.

The skeleton flew straight in, and a worn-looking thing fell down midway, which Xiao Bai caught with a wave of his hand.

The little fairy doctor, who was grieving nearby, was interrupted by Xiao Bai's soft shout. She raised her head with teary eyes and saw the skeleton floating in the air. A dazzling red light burst from the bastard's body, followed by a thunderous sound, and a charred crater appeared on the ground.

"This bastard is so strong! What level of cultivation does he have?" Little Fairy Doctor opened her red lips in shock, but after the initial surprise, she thought about his attitude towards her and lost interest in investigating.

After Xiao Bai placed the skeleton into the pit, he used his soul power to stir up the soil beside it and filled the pit, creating a small mound.

He took a flask of wine from his storage ring and poured it in front of the small mound.

After pouring it out, Xiao Bai stared blankly at the small mound of earth.

"What is the point of cultivation? Look at this senior. No matter what level of cultivation he had in life, he was just a handful of dust in the end!" Xiao Bai murmured.

"Sigh! Xiao Bai, you're so young, how come you're so old-fashioned? Look at me, I'm still struggling even in this state, do you still think it's meaningless?" The old doctor was a little surprised and puzzled by his sudden sentimentality.

At his age, he should be at the peak of his life, so why is he suddenly thinking about such things?

"Heh~ It seems I, Xiao, have fallen into a lower category!" Xiao Bai chuckled, not because he was being sentimental or feigning illness, but simply because he suddenly had some doubts!

Is it possible to achieve immortality in this world?

This is the reason for his感慨 (feelings of deep emotion). Even at the level of a Great Ruler, how much lifespan does one have, and can one live forever? He doesn't know any of these things now.

If even the Dominator realm has a lifespan limit, then even if I reach that realm, will I one day end up like this senior before me, just a handful of dust?

Xiao Bai shook his head, banishing these thoughts. There was no point in worrying about them now; he wasn't even sure he'd get to that point yet.

"Rest in peace, senior!" Xiao Bai said softly, taking one last look at the small mound.

He then turned around and walked toward the girl in white who was still squatting by the flower bed, silently grieving.

(End of this chapter)